The Cheating Husband Should Be In Hell Novel Free Novels & Stories

My husband told me that he was suspicious the day he saw my asshole wider than usual so he installed a hidden camera at the hall and bedroom while I was out for groceries. He told me that these men would visit often and fuck me while he will watch. This was strange but I didn't care anymore. These men kept visiting us often to fuck me and eventually my husband to end up being part of the orgy. The cook and Anirudh were never seen again in my whole life. [The END] --------------- Author Says: Hi Readers, I really love to hear your thoughts so, please comment or you can email me anytime at [ just22avi@gmail.com ]. Quote of The Day: "If You Love Someone, You don't Cheat. If You want to Cheat,

I closed my eyes, desperately hoping to wake up from this surreal reality. When I opened my eyes, the truth hit me like a ton of bricks. Bewilderment engulfed me, freezing me in place. The ground beneath me shifted, and I stood on the precipice of a truth I never imagined. My husband, married for five years, was gay. In that agonizing moment, my world shattered. Tears flowed down my cheeks uncontrollably. Emotions overwhelmed me—a storm of hurt, shock, and betrayal intertwined into a tumultuous whirlwind.

“Daisy knows, doesn’t she? You’re covering for them. I can see it. Daisy fucking knows.” “I’m not covering for anyone.” Charles says, exasperated. “This is all messed up. I’m trying to figure out what to do too but I can’t now because you are laying pressure on me.” Arthur shakes his head, his fists clenching. “Figure out what to do? You’re doing nothing! You are just like him, h wait, you are exactly like him. You cheated on your own former wife, didn’t you?” Charles’s eyes cloud over. “Don’t bring Bethany into this. It’s different.”

Everything with her was relaxed and easy—so different from Evelyn. She often said these to me: “…Your wife shouldn’t have treated you that way. She was in pain, sure, but who isn’t? I’m sure that as an Alpha, the pressure you’re under is far greater than hers. It’s such a shame she can’t even see that...she doesn’t deserve to have you.” So I started staying at Leah’s place more often, avoiding the suffocating home Evelyn and I had built. At first, I felt guilty for cheating. I know I shouldn’t have done that to my mate. But Leah’s pull was irresistible. I found myself torn every day.

CHAPTER 124: Stalemate Her eyes narrowed at me. “It was nothing more than evidence that my husband has been cheating on me. With his assistant of all people.” Her voice cracked on the last word, whether with fury or grief, I couldn’t yet tell. But it was real and raw, and enough to send a ripple of pleasure through me. She believed it. Or at least, she wanted to believe it badly enough to stand here and spit the words out like venom.

The guests finally snapped out of their shock. The banquet hall erupted in an instant. Whispered murmurs turned into loud mockery and heated discussion. "My God, so Ethan was living off his wife? He signed an agreement like that and still dared to cheat—he was practically asking for death." "Celia is ruthless. She went straight for the jugular." "He deserves it! Parading his mistress in front of his legal wife—now look at him, kicked out with nothing and buried in debt."

Ethan's message came in while Lucas and I were having breakfast across from each other. Ethan Harrington was the man I'd chosen to cheat with. Young, full of heat, eager and obedient where it counted. My phone buzzed a few times on the table, which earned me a glance from the man across from me. I unlocked the screen and his messages flew in one after another. "When are you divorcing him?" "Baby, you promised you'd own up to us. You said you'd give me a real place in your life."

I ignored the irritated grunts and harsh glares from people I bumped into, my chest heaving, my heart hammering like a trapped bird. My steps quickened into a desperate stride. My heels clicked frantically against the floor as the grand exit doors finally came into view. Freedom was right there. An escape from this hell. My hand reached for the door, i shifted throwing one last glance over my shoulder. Across the crowded, glittering hall, past hundreds of swaying bodies, a razor-sharp pair of cold, stormy grey eyes was staring right back at me. Locking onto mine. He was staring. At me?

I wanted to ask if Travis was still alive but that was stopped stupid question because he already told me Travis won't be back but it doesn't mean that he was dead already. "Thank you for helping me out. I don't know how to thank you for everything." It was so embarrassing the moment I opened my mouth to thank him but it was the best thing I could think about. Cheating on my husband with three Men and then thinking them for beating him up seems like something shameful and the whole world would scorn me for. "There's nothing to thank us for." He replied me. "You should get enough rest. That's all I have to say." "Okay," I said.

“Wow, just wow. I have no words.” She moved towards her bedside table, opening the drawers. Blair pulled out her phone charger and the current book she was reading. It made her pause. The book was a drama about a cheating husband. True, Dan hadn’t been her husband, but still someone she hoped would stay faithful to her. After living with Laura’s parents and her uncles with his cheating ways. Blair was surprised that Laura didn’t see the pattern. Once a cheater, always a cheater in her book. If Dan had fooled around on Blair. Who’s to say he would stay faithful to Laura? No longer interested in the book, she threw it on the bed, packing the charger.